"It's him!"
Hearing the President's words, Lin Yuan couldn't help feeling shaken.
He still remembered how Senior Moge had told him back in the East Pole Sea that the destruction of the Artisan Academy had been inextricably linked to a traitor.
There had only been one high-ranking traitor in the Artisan Academy, so Lin Yuan could immediately conclude that this "Divine Artisan" was the very traitor Senior Moge hated with a vengeance.
To think the Apostle who had set his sights on him was that man!
For a moment, Lin Yuan felt that fate was toying with him.
"Wait! Maybe this isn't fate?"
Lin Yuan immediately frowned.
Was it possible that the man had discovered the Divine Artisan Forge he carried?
Judging by their names, the "Divine Artisan" and the "Divine Artisan Forge" seemed to be connected.
Perhaps the Divine Artisan had also been involved when Senior Moge forged the Divine Artisan Forge?
And perhaps he had detected the Divine Artisan Forge on Lin Yuan through some means, then used Elder Zhao's exposure as a pretext to legitimately designate Lin Yuan as a target?
"I can't rule out that possibility."
Lin Yuan pondered:
"If that's the case, he might be paying more attention to me than the President and the others expect."
Of course, these were only Lin Yuan's guesses and couldn't be taken as fact.
After some thought, Lin Yuan asked another question:
"How strong is that 'Divine Artisan,' and how well can he fight?"
The President shrugged.
"Not very."
"He seems to have suffered some serious injury when he defected, and his strength has been declining all these years."
"These days, he's at the bottom among Authority Holders. He's weaker than even me. Utter trash."
"Uh..." Lin Yuan started to speak, then stopped. In the end, he decided